Same day as the karp… during carnaval. it is rather tiresome to do these descriptions.
CD pens and colored markers.
Posts tagged "FRIENDS"
I did this one on a friend at a get-together a few months back.
CD pens and colored markers.
HA. I wasn’t at school, it was Carnaval, no school. HEH.
I swear I’m not that much of a slacker… I did these at the beginning of the year.
Black and colored markers.
I do important things at school… I’M SERIOUS. I study… every now and then. I have decent grades… good grades.
This is how I spent my morning at school… everyone was lining up HAHAHA
Black pens and colored markers.
LOOK, i am not COMPLETELY useless…
So, this is what I do all morning in school… it’s really fun to do, i use whatever black pen i find and every colored marker in my case.
(TO ALL TEACHERS) IT’S A LIE. I STUDY A LOT OKAY?
Of real love and true friends.
I like to think a lot about life. Especially of the future.
And I also keep thinking of those friends that I want to keep forever. They make my heart a little less colder.
I don’t need a relationship to say I love you to someone. Because love is not passion, love is quiet and strong. Love is something that brings you true happiness. When people say they are in love and that they are happy, they are not; they mistake intense passion, sexual tension and butterflies in their stomachs for the wrong feeling.
But when you are with the right people, you can feel what unconditional love really is. Because you don’t care what the other person is outside, only the insides count, even literally! This is where true friendship lies.
I am the worst person ever to speak of such feelings. But I know that I do not need a relationship and the so called ‘love’ to know what true love is. I keep tabs on my friends, and I always keep on track of those who I want to keep forever.
And I was actually going to post a photo of all of the friends that are very close at heart, but it is SO MANY PEOPLE that in my collection of literally thousands of photos, i haven’t got a single one that has everyone I need.
![I wanted to take time to talk about this photo. Here is a great friend of mine, Maria Eduarda, we call her Duda, dudinha, et cetera.
Well, she was born with a genetic disease where she has only peripheral vision and her bones are calcified at the ends, preventing her from growing. She is 19 years old and is only 86 centimeters tall. Doctors still try to figure out what she has, but nobody has hope. And nobody particularly cares anymore.
What I most admire about her is that she is the happiest person I’ve ever known. She has friends who love her, and she loves us back, she is smart, has good grades, and is adorable. I think she ran over every obstacle she encountered. I swear I’ve never seen her cry, or complain about life, I think she never complained about anything, except maybe when class gets boring. Not even when some people drop her from her wheelchair she complains.
So maybe she can’t run around, drive, or see a movie properly [though it is probably more fun for her us reading the subtitles and joking around the whole movie]. But this girl is laughing and smiling all the time.
So you lot, every time you feel like moping around, getting depressed, wanting to kill yourself or whatnot, please think of her. Thank you.
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I wanted to take time to talk about this photo. Here is a great friend of mine, Maria Eduarda, we call her Duda, dudinha, et cetera.
Well, she was born with a genetic disease where she has only peripheral vision and her bones are calcified at the ends, preventing her from growing. She is 19 years old and is only 86 centimeters tall. Doctors still try to figure out what she has, but nobody has hope. And nobody particularly cares anymore.
What I most admire about her is that she is the happiest person I’ve ever known. She has friends who love her, and she loves us back, she is smart, has good grades, and is adorable. I think she ran over every obstacle she encountered. I swear I’ve never seen her cry, or complain about life, I think she never complained about anything, except maybe when class gets boring. Not even when some people drop her from her wheelchair she complains.
So maybe she can’t run around, drive, or see a movie properly [though it is probably more fun for her us reading the subtitles and joking around the whole movie]. But this girl is laughing and smiling all the time.
So you lot, every time you feel like moping around, getting depressed, wanting to kill yourself or whatnot, please think of her. Thank you.
People call me Panks. Pronounced as Punks.
18. Brazil. I major in Computer Sciences.
Basically, i'm an anti-social, mysathropic, little piece of shit with a blog.
Atheist and in love with the Universe.
